Word: fleisher
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Late Tuesday night, police arrest Michael S. Fleisher, 21, a Brandcis graduate student and former leader in the student strike information center, on charges of being an accessory after the fact...
...Fleisher flew from Boston to Philadelphia late Thursday morning using his own name on a commercial flight. He went directly to his parents' home in Philadelphia where he was contacted shortly by FBI agents in Philadelphia. In the next few days, he continued to answer FBI questions, according to his lawyer Benjamin Lerner, and returned to his home Tuesday when he heard of the warrant for his arrest...
Imaginary Piano. Most conductors stand up while they work. Fleisher sat on a tall rehearsal stool. This was because, after sitting down professionally for most of his life, he admits laughingly that "I don't know what to do with my behind." More important, Fleisher feels that he can establish contact with his players better if he is able to be "among them, rather than above." Most conductors give the beat with the right hand and use the left for expression. Not Fleisher. He sometimes swung both arms up, fists closed. He often seemed to be playing an imaginary...
Perhaps that was why Fleisher, apparently unconsciously, seemed to be pedaling in Haydn's Sinfonia Concertante. He did not use a baton. Later he confided that last winter, rehearsing an amateur orchestra, he "started with a stick but found that it took on a life of its own, and did things I did not want it to do, like the Sorcerer's Apprentice." No danger of that this time. The "Haffner" Symphony was a model of Mozart interpretation-clean, clear and crisp-and in Mozart's Concerto in C Major, K.503, Fleisher afforded Soloist Claude Frank...
Envy of His Fellows. In his heyday, 1952 to 1964, Fleisher had a mastery of the classic and romantic repertory that made him the envy of fellow pianists. No pianist can overwhelm an audience at every performance, but more nights than not, a rare spark seemed to pass between Fleisher and his listeners. It was not the kind of spark that stemmed from mere dramatics or showmanship. What he had was the kind of flame that was ignited by rubbing the smallest phrase just so, and then building from there. "It was like making a happening," he recalls. "When...